You were just walking home from your first overlord meeting. You were now an overlord of Hell. You stopped and hoped Charlie Morningstar wouldn't mind. Alastor had turned and left you to go to a cannibal meat shop, so you were left to walk back to the Hazbin Hotel alone. You were minding your own business, before a hand grabbed you. You gasp and try to duck away, before the hand falls off and screams sound. I look down to see the three celestial brothers- the overlords of the west side of the pentagram. Known for danger and unpredictable powers. Sundrop is standing with an outstretched hand, and the lustful demon that grabbed me was still burning. Moondrop watched, his eyebrows downward with worry as Sundrop ran over